I cannot understand the righteousness of the judge.

The strange thing about this situation is that each warrior seen is polishing their weapons with a serious expression.

It was truly an amazing sight.

Why are these guys acting like drones all of a sudden?

To Sapa warriors, military equipment is more like a piece of iron that needs to rust before it comes off, and why they bother to wear it so heavily on their waists is incomprehensible.

However, if everyone is grooming weapons, it is bound to be suspicious.

Boyeol picked one of them.

“Hey, you. “What are you doing now?”

“We are preparing for war.”

Boyeol was absurd.

“War? What war? Are you going to attack the Namnyeong Sword Sect? “There’s a real king, so you’re saying we should all die together?”

“I heard that it is not the Namnyeong Swordsman faction, but a small political faction called the Jangsan Military Police.”

Boyeol’s expression darkened at that.

Why did he, an expert in the Sadōryun, have to hear about the war from such a low-ranking warrior?

So, Bo-yeol stomps the ground with an angry gait and storms into Yeombang’s highest-class guesthouse.

Drunk, bang!

Bo-yeol revealed his discomfort by opening the door roughly.

You may call it childish, but as people get older, they become childish again.

“Has the judge come?”

The three masters, second masters, and masters were already gathered in the tea room.

It felt like a strategy meeting was being held with only the necessary precautions removed.

“What is it? Are you going to attack military officer Jangsan? But why didn’t Nobu know anything?”

Munjeong Station answers him calmly.

“Well, didn’t you say that you had something else to do? “I didn’t tell you because I was worried that it might interfere with what you were doing.”

“Does that make sense! “What kind of war is this without me, the detachment’s greatest strength?”

“Well, after hearing what you said, my thoughts were short. sorry.”

Munjeong Station bowed his head.

“joy.”

Boyeol snorted, but his anger had clearly decreased.

“Okay, let’s hear my plan. “How were you going to win without me?”

“Please sit this way. What are you doing, the sure-to-defeat strategy of war? “An elderly person came, but you didn’t make room for him.”

In response, Jo Gwang-ang turns to the side with a chewed-up expression.

Then, the assistant leader next to him looks to the side, and the leader looks to the side, and looks, and looks, and finally, when they reach the end, the youngest leader gets up from his seat and stands behind him.

Then, they move their butts to the side one by one, and only then does the seat at the head of the table become empty.

Boyeol doesn’t move out of the way and just throws his ass around, and Boyeol clicks his tongue and takes the head seat.

However, wouldn’t the executives of Jo Gwang-ang’s Baekwoongdan quickly pass the teacup in front of them to the side?

Boyeol’s lips protruded a little.

“Are you the only ones with mouths?”

“It’s not a car, it’s a coffee drinker. Are you okay with that?”

“No, why are you a gye-chaeju? “Why did you sit down and drink such a barbarian’s drink?”

Gyejapju is a specialty of Guangxi Province and the traditional liquor of the Guangxi Province’s barbarian tribe.

Boil the liver, heart, and intestines of the chicken, finely chop them, place them in a drinking glass, and pour over alcohol to complete the dish.

It can also be said to be a very basic barbarian culture where chicken intestines are included in the alcohol, and alcohol and snacks are all in one.

“Alcohol is yawning, so it has to be done that way to make it worth drinking. Or do you eat it as a side dish?”

Jeoganju is a liquor made by replacing boiled chicken intestines with raw pig liver.

“It would be better to be a married woman. “Give me a drink.”

“Do you know how to drink gyejapju?”

“I wonder if I can live this long and not even know it.”

If you know, you can say that you know, but there are people who always speak so dirty.

A large selection of alcoholic beverages are designed to be poured in a full glass as a side dish.

The drink is swallowed, the contents left behind, chewed slowly, and enjoyed as a snack.

Munjeong Station pours alcohol into a glass filled with chicken intestines in advance.

When I took the glass, the alcohol from the boiled intestines was cloudy and didn’t look good.

The general consensus is that it tastes surprisingly good.

In particular, the taste of chewing chicken intestines with alcohol flavor is excellent for drinkers.

Boyeol took a big gulp and chewed the remaining intestines in his mouth.

The alcohol isn’t very good, but the intestines are savory and delicious.

Munjeong Station, who was watching this closely, blurted out a word.

“By the way. Sir, I heard an interesting story. “Don’t you think you go around meeting Cheonhwageom in the middle of the night?”

“Ugh.”

Boyeol scattered the chewed intestines.

“You know the apostolic law, right? Betrayal can never be forgiven.”

At this, the executives of the three combat groups stood up and each took out their weapons.

My hands and feet matched as if I had been waiting for a long time.

“Hmph, you guys, what do you know-”

Boyeol, who is proud of himself, snorts like that, but then his complexion suddenly changes and he yells.

“You guys! “You poison your drink!”

“Can someone who handles poison be so careless? “What is so bad about us that we would drink barbarian liquor?”

Boyeol’s complexion turned pale.

I thought it was naturally tasteless because it was cheap alcohol made with boiled intestines, but as it spreads through the intestines, the energy of Danjeon disperses.

It’s acid poison.

I don’t know how much I drank in that one drink, but I ended up drinking it all in one go.

“Wait, no. It’s not what you think. What a betrayal. What glory would an old man get by betraying himself now? huh? is not it?”

“Then, how did you meet Heavenly Sword?”

“Didn’t I say I had something fun to do? Cheonhwageom was that fun. “The poisonous snake I planted on those Gyerim bastards is the Heavenly Fire Sword.”

Munjeong Station bursts into laughter at that.

The laughter spreads and everyone starts laughing, and the entire tea room is filled with snarky sounds.

“Are you calling that an excuse now? What’s wrong with Heavenly Fire Sword that it listens to old Madou? “Why are you, by any chance, my secret daughter?”

That’s something not even a dog can believe.

Especially if it’s something you say when you’re cornered like this.

Because people who are cornered will say absolutely anything.

See it now too.

Are you saying anything? do.

“no! “That bitch just took advantage of the Cheonhwageom’s weakness and threatened it-”

“I heard that despite the threats, the atmosphere was quite friendly. “Nowadays, people who threaten people are given the best rooms and treated with precious tea.”

Boyeol’s heart sinks at that.

These guys were following me!

If people who don’t know the circumstances saw it, it might look like that.

In fact, it was amicable.

However, Bo-yeol was not treated well for no reason, so there was a reason for not breaking the good atmosphere.

“Listen to me. Rather than a threat, I guess we should call it a cooperative relationship. “It wasn’t such a one-sided and nasty relationship.”

“It’s cooperation. Isn’t cooperation something that should be mutually beneficial? “What benefit does Cheonhwageom have by cooperating in driving out the sectarians from Namnyeong?”

The Sanggongdok in the Danjeon turns around and becomes increasingly empty.

How many drugs have you taken?

And, reprimanding himself for not noticing it even after drinking it, Bo-yeol urgently screamed! I screamed.

“Blood religion!”

Blood religion.

Even though it is just two letters, the weight that the cry gives is something that is not normal.

The atmosphere in the tea room suddenly calms down.

Munjeongyeok stops laughing and asks.

“What do you mean, blood religion? Why do those horse breeds suddenly jump out?”

Hyeongyo is also a bastard to Sapa.

Because they are the ones going on a rampage to destroy the world.

This is because Sapa also wants to create an apostolic world, eat well and live well, and does not want the world to be destroyed.

“Cheonhwageom is the witch of the blood religion! So, if the political faction collapses in Namnyeong, it is also a good thing.”

Very shocking news!

Cheonhwageom is actually a witch of the Blood Cult!

There was silence in the tea room at the declaration like a fire bomb –

“Phew.”

Jo Gwang-ang can’t hold back and bursts into laughter.

And then, wow, everyone bursts into laughter.

“No, old man, huh, the only thing you say is, huh, you have to sound like you’re talking.”

Munjeong Station almost cried.

“no! “It’s real!”

Boyeol screamed in frustration.

Then Jo Gwang-ang said sarcastically.

“Has the old man become senile? Isn’t this truly an amazing truth that astonishes the sky and turns the earth upside down? “My eyesight has greatly improved.”

“Really! “That bitch is a minor witch!”

Munjeong Station was also sarcastic.

“The successor to the Tathagata God is a minor witch. So, does that mean there are only a few Tathagatas? oh. “Isn’t that plausible?”

“no! a little! really! “It’s real!”

Boyeol pounded my chest.

I pounded my very old chest until it was bruised!

“It’s true! It’s real, why don’t you believe it! It’s real! It’s really real! That bitch is a minor witch! “It’s a real minority witch!”

“Why don’t you say that you have mastered all the world’s ten greatest magic arts? “You say that one hand is white and the other is black, the wheel of a bicycle flashes like a thunderbolt, and the wheel in the eye is spinning?”

If Cheong were here, he would have said, “Why don’t you open a fortune telling shop with that shaman Jang Mun-in?” It was an incredibly accurate hit.

“It’s real! And the Black Death Demon Master and the Rotten Demon Master are demon cult bastards! “It has nothing to do with blood ties!”

“Why, even though it is a ganja of a blood cult in a righteous sect, isn’t it possible that it may actually be a double kanji of a demonic cult?”

“Really! “There’s evidence!”

“It’s evidence. Did Cheonhwageom confess? “You seem like an innocent old man.”

“Here’s the third guy!”

Boyeol screamed desperately.

“That guy got hit in the face with a small magic ball! I got a black bruise on my cheek from poison! Take me to the ryeon master! “I’ll find out the evil scars of Demon Sosu right away!”

“When will the third child be completely healed? What about the scars? “If you were really hit by Sosuhand poison, wouldn’t your flesh have rotted and fallen off?”

After that, Boyeol was dumbfounded.

“uh? why? Why did you get better? Why is that better?”

This is because the minor demonic craftsmen who use the true techniques of Taoism are not that vicious.

“Why are you asking me that? “Isn’t that something that needs to be explained?”

Boyeol regretted it.

If I had known this would happen, I should have run away as soon as I noticed the Sanggong poison.

I stayed behind just to persuade him, but now I can’t even run away.

“The ruling will be made by Lord Ryeon, so you will have to stay in prison for a while. “I’ll light a mountain of incense, so if you do something stupid-”

“It’s a waste of Sanggonghyang, so why not just destroy the Danjeon? “Isn’t it okay to just risk your life to take him?”

At that, Boyeol’s complexion turned pale.

But Munjeong Station shakes his head.

“Don’t just read strategies that always lead to defeat; learn some common sense. If I break the danjeon of an old man who has learned poison, I will be alive and well. But isn’t it?”

Jo Gwang-ang’s face instantly turns red as Mun Jeong-yeok taps his head and says these words.

Mun Jeong-yeok looks at Sa Sa-sa again with a very satisfied smile.

“Traitors will be judged by the Lord, but if they try to escape, they will not be severely punished even if they are summarily executed. “You know, right?”

Boyeol sat down at that.

“Really, really, haha, how can it be so frustrating? Why, isn’t this the first time that a religious sect has appeared in a political faction? “Even the women of the teenage generation are the liaisons of the blood religion.”

“Try to say the same thing to Lord Ryeon. “It will be up to you to make the decision.”

There is poison around the eyes due to the heat.

“Okay, I’m going to talk to my instructor and tell him in detail how stupid you guys were when you missed the opportunity.”

Then Munjeong-yeok shrugs his shoulders and answers.

“Even if what you said is right, what difference does it make?”

“what?”

“According to what you said, isn’t it like you were in cahoots with the evil sect of the blood religion? “My advice is that it would be better to say that you were in cahoots with a political faction.”

Oh no.

Boyeol’s complexion went from pale to pale and began to turn blue.